Stone Circle I guess it hasn’t hit me yet

Is it OK if we fade this? Sorry I let it get so out of date!

Feeling that well? Hardly. Moss felt exhausted and weakened, and short of breath whenever she moved about- but she wasn't comfortable relying on the hospitality of others. She wanted nothing more than to go back to her home, and patrol the borders...And for everything to just be normal again, though she knew in her blackening heart that peace would be impossible to find while the witch still lived. And the man who hid her? An accomplice. 

She did not want a checkup, and she did not want an escort, but she knew arguing might make her seem more suspicious. So she nodded curtly, and would suffer through whatever examination the leader would perform, and tolerate the company in silence back to Swiftcurrent Creek- or at least, part of the way. She had no intention of weighing on them more than she already had. 

The woman then offered to walk her about- and she wondered if she was expected to collapse. She would slow her breaths as necessary, but would not push herself to walk terribly fast...Not that Moss ever did. She agreed to the walkabout, moving with all the urgency of a sloth.